I wish I could say that this will be one of an ongoing series but the truth is that I don’t have great ideas very often.
One of the “tricks” I use to get Seve to eat bananas is to give it to him still in the peel (aka: “monkey banana”). Sometimes the banana is too ripe, though, or he’s too efficient with his peeling and … plop … sticky, denuded banana on the table and he wants nothing to do with it. Having suffered the indignity of eating a frozen banana on a stick, age 13, I empathize.
In an attempt to salvage the snack, I reached for a kleenex to wrap around the nakey ‘nana, and handed it to him, saying, “Look, Beast, just like an ice cream cone.” At which point I remembered that we have ACTUAL mini ice cream cones and BAM: Parenting Hack, Part I of I.
NOTE: This is not “banana ice cream” or “frozen banana treat” or “paleo soft serve” or whathaveyou. It’s a banana in an ice cream cone. Let’s not get carried away, here.